Which Reminds Me

So for the sake of my freedom of conscience, I am determined to go solo in life. Which means finding some polite way to dump those vile hideous fairy fags in the garbage can as I move along with them. Their fairy-fag slave partners will take care of them so now there is no reason for me to worry about them. Just don't ask me to say what I really think about them. I am more worried about my own life course, because, for one thing, the tax laws punish solo flights, and also because I much dread the unnecessary and noxious interference of someone else's French-fried idiot husband deliberately attempting to trip me up. As if I didn't have enough problems already. I am just saying.